"Xu Weiguo, shut up, stand there, let me fight!" or I'll be done with you!" Lin Xiaoman shouted. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

She threw more than a dozen snowballs in a row, and one of them missed, so annoyed that she didn't want to.

Xu Weiguo thrust the shovel into the snow, supported the handle of the shovel with one hand, and stood there, raising his eyebrows and looking at Lin Xiaoman: "Come on!"

Lin Xiao rubbed a bunch of snow bullets and threw them one after another, and then, she was dumbfounded.

The people standing there didn't move a single step, they just squatted up and dodged left and right by bending and dodging completely.

"Then you stand, don't move, you have to be like a wooden man, I can hit it. Lin Xiaoman made another request.

Xu Weiguo let go of the shovel, walked over step by step, stood by the pond, and met her eyes.

"Well, at that time, you were addicted to smoking Luo Zong with a bamboo pole? You dare to beat the big tiger as a water dog? You give me down!"

The pond was more than a meter deep, and he actually fished her down with a single hand, put it on the soft snow, and said with a little regret: "The snow is not big enough, and it is not soft enough to roll." You'd better be a pure overseer. How about I turn over the pond, shovel out all the messy mud, bring new soil back to fill it, and when the snow melts next year, I will pour some living water into it and get you a pond of lotus."

Lin Xiaoman thought that there was Shichahai outside, and there was already a lotus canal in Houhai that was infinitely green with lotus leaves, so there was no need to draw a gourd in the same way, she had to get something fun and fresh.

However, there are very few varieties of flowers suitable for planting in the pond, and even fewer are easy to take care of and do not need to be carefully served.

She thought about it, but she didn't come up with a reason.

Xu Weiguo saw that she was worried, so he proposed: "What about the phoenix eye lotus?"

"The name is nice, but isn't lotus a lotus?"

"The difference is that the roots of this flower are spherical, the leaves float on the surface of the water, the leaves are semi-trumpet-shaped, and the flowers that bloom are purple, and the flowers are layered. ”

A purple flower is also possible.

The green leaves float in the water, stretching into patches, and the purple flowers are spread all over the pond layer by layer, which will definitely be beautiful and chic.

Xu Weiguo thought that Lin Xiaoman was not satisfied, and said, "What about Yujiuhua?"

"Xu Weiguo, how do you know so many flower names?" Lin Xiaoman asked in surprise.

Xu Weiguo smiled, because he had to learn to raise a delicate flower, he had to learn to make a woman happy, this thing, there is no book to teach, he can only rely on himself to be self-taught.

She always dislikes the flowers he pulls out of the soil, and those who don't like the soil will work on the water.

"What is Yukuka?"

"Yujiuhua is light blue, the flower is large and beautiful, like a flying blue bird, so it is also called a blue bird flower. The leaves are green, bright, and the flowers are elegant and smart, and you should like it. He flipped through more than a dozen flower drawings before he found these two kinds of aquatic flowers that were suitable for planting in the pond and were in line with Lin Xiaoman's curiosity and harmless aquatic flowers.

"Then come to Bantang, with birds on one side and flowers on the other, which complement each other. ”

I don't know why, Xu Weiguo's heart was a little blocked when he heard Lin Xiaoman say this metaphor of birds on one side and flowers on the other side in an interested tone.

Half Pond Bird .........

This rain has been unbelievable for a long time.

"That looks weird, but it's better to plant a phoenix lotus, refreshing. ”

Lin Xiaoman asked rhetorically: "Then why don't you just plant Yujiu flowers, this name is also good." ”

Xu Weiguo snorted and continued to shovel snow and mud, so that he didn't want to plant a pond of birds for her. He alone broke through the sky.

Xu Weiguo worked alone, and Lin Xiaoman worked hard to supervise the work. The pond is large and covers several acres.

At noon, Lin Xiaoman made two bowls of gnocchi soup and brought them to the pond for Xu Weiguo to eat. She has the habit of taking a nap, and she was tossed enough, so she asked Xu Weiguo if she could sleep.

Xu Weiguo thought about it for a while and refused.

"I'm going to finish this pond in one go, and go home at night to have dinner with my father. Today...... It's my mother's birthday. ”

"Then let's not shovel this mud, let's go home with my father-in-law, right?"

"We must do things from the beginning to the end, and we must finish what we have started. My dad wouldn't have an opinion. ”

Lin Xiaoman went to sleep for a while, and when he woke up, he took a pen, took a stack of drawing paper, and brought a small stool, and came to the pond to sit and sketch.

Xu Weiguo saw that she was painting him, so he worked harder, and all kinds of handsome shapes were very smooth.

In the end, when he finished shoveling the pond and came to take a look, his face immediately darkened.

Xu Weiguo, who has a black face, and Lin Xiaoman, whose face is red, contrast with each other.

Xu Weiguo looked at the landscape painting on the painting, the courtyard was deep, snow-capped, and the golden plum blossoms were sprinkled in the wind, which was beautiful.

But this painting is ...... Except for Jing'er, it's still Jing'er.

Where did he go?

Is his appearance in vain?

"You've been painting for so long, and you've been painting snow and flowers in the yard?" Xu Wei asked Chinese staring at Lin Xiaoman angrily.

Lin Xiaoman hummed quietly, got up with the drawing paper and was about to walk into the house. Xu Weiguo always felt that she was a little suspicious, painting flowers, snow, yards, ponds, and even stone stools, but she didn't paint the protagonist, which is a bit unreasonable.

Moreover, what is her red face?

No, no, he saw only the top picture. He also thought about it at the same time, and when he walked over, Lin Xiaoman suddenly put up all the drawing paper scattered on the side and squeezed it in his hand and stopped drawing.

Xu Weiguo immediately approached Lin Xiaoman, stretched out his arms, surrounded her, and asked in a deep voice: "Xiaoman, what else did you draw?" ”

Lin Xiaoman blushed and handed the drawing paper to him, and said weakly: "Don't laugh when you see it." ”

Xu Weiguo let go of Lin Xiaoman, looked carefully one by one, and among the seventeen pieces of drawing paper, sixteen were all him, the only protagonist.

Lying on the bed, covering his face with a military uniform, his muscles were knotted, and he was imposing.

The first time she took a shower, he was naked, focusing on the shocking injuries and bullet holes on his body.

In the room of the guest house, he said to her with a blank face that I am willing to carry out your mission.

took two lunch boxes and stood out in the crowd, like a king.

When he heard Su Yibai mentioning Totoro, a ray of sadness suddenly flashed in his eyes.

The ear was bitten, and he frowned as he fell asleep.

took a villain book, told a serious story, his eyes were dark, and he planned to kidnap her to bed, and the painting was accompanied by a narration.

'Big Tiger: poke your nostrils, a strange itch...... It's tickling. I didn't know that I was about to be by the tiger, but I didn't know that I was about to be put into bed by the tiger: Uncle, please let go!"

When the car collided, it was like a cannonball, and he was heroic, like a god.

On the day he planted potatoes, he retreated from his iron and blood, and he was still handsome and handsome like a farmer.

Sitting in the sorghum field, covered with fireflies, he smiled softly.

Holding a military hat in his hand, he walked straight to the bushes, his face sinking like water, and his eyes pressed with storm and anger.

Lying on the reed mat, under the moonlight, he was amazing.

drove the car, rampage like a humanoid tyrannosaurus, vowing to recapture Lin Xiaoman's him.

Straddled on the three motorcycles, his eyes were gentle, and he was handsome.

Standing on the first floor of 1901 with blood hanging on his body, he looked at the world and had no one in his eyes.

Stroke by stroke, painting by stroke, affectionate and generous, leaping on the paper.

Xu Weiguo said in a dumb voice: "These paintings belong to me, and I want to frame them." No one can touch it. Xiaoman, I don't want to go back to dinner with my dad...... Shall we stay one more night?"

"No, when can't you eat it? Hurry up and pack up and go home. My father-in-law should be in a hurry for a while. ”

Xu Weiguo had to drive his daughter-in-law home, and as soon as the car drove into the military compound, he found that there was an unfamiliar Hongqi CA772 senior special insurance car parked at Xu's house.